For a relaxing day, I sure did a lot of walking, but that’s good since I’ve been ignoring working out for the most part. I was worried about it being cloudy all day since it was foggy when I woke up but then it cleared up by 10 when I headed outside.
I wasn’t expecting the art fair to be that big, but it went all the way down from High St to the beginning of the Old Port. There were mostly painters of different mediums and styles. A lot of them had Maine related themes, but there were a couple of Asian artists, a few “modern” or kind of abstract painters and photographers. My favorites were the ones that weren’t normal paints on canvas. One guy took bark and painted on that but also gave it dimension. Another woman painted on glass that were really pretty. And there was another guy who used pulp and dyed it or painted it so that it looked a like a normal painting but up close you could see that it wasn’t. I wish art wasn’t so expensive otherwise I would have bought some prints. But then again I wouldn’t know where to put them. I bought a small magnet by the Three Legged Dog painter. After a few laps around there deciding who I would buy from I went to Sea Bags to buy my bag. I decided on getting their shaving kit bag since I figured it would be good for travel. I was thinking of getting one of their purses, but the material seemed a little too stiff and it was bigger than I thought I would need. There were wristlets, but I never really seem to use them. Anyway, my bag has an anchor on it and I’m excited to use it when I study abroad!
I was ready for lunch so I headed over to Asamara. There was no one in there when I went in, even though it was 12:30 so it was a little bit weird. Luckily a family of four came in shortly after so it wasn’t just me and the owners. I had the fiery beef stew. It came out on that really big plate with the injera and I thought it was kind of small for a dinner portion (no lunch specials on Saturdays he told me) but it was really filling. It was really delicious and flavorful and certainly spicy, but it was the kind of spice you don’t realize and then your lips are burning. It was also served with a kind of sauce that didn’t make a huge impression on me, but was good as well. I’m sad Renée and Ryan couldn’t try it, but hopefully next time. I think they’d like it a lot and it was fun to eat with your hands.
Then I made my way down to the other art fair. This was a really fun one and it was hard not to want to buy everything. When I first entered, I immediately wanted these prints on burlap. Then the next stall I went to was collages of paper in shapes like birds and animals. Some of the cut outs were with what looked like pages from books or something and looked really cool. It was a little confusing to navigate but it was like the store Pinecone and Chickadee threw up everywhere; there were vintage clothes, vintage bikes, handmade jewelry and pottery and everything looked so cool! I decided to get Kirsten a bowl from this one lady who threw everything herself and drew on the design. I got a kitty with a scarf and two birds on it. I wanted to get a mug or a smaller bowl, but I liked the kitty the best so I went ahead and got that. I also got mom an ipad case made out of recycled soda cans and sails, kind of like the sea bags. I stopped by a stall to make my own bracelet using jersey fabric and dmc floss, so I’m glad I didn’t end up buying another bracelet when i could make my own! Then I bought myself a cheap button down from the Ferdinand stall, which I’ve gone into a couple of times up the street. I guess this makes up for all the self control I tried to impose the rest of the summer.
After a rest, I went to the Sea Dog’s game, per my bucket list. There were a lot more people than I thought and it was fun to be part of a crowd. Some people were really into the game for a minor league, but then again I’ve really only been to Twins’ games so I’m not sure if this is what St. Paul’s minor league games are like. I left after the 7th inning since the Sea Dogs were down but I’m not sure if we came back in the last innings.
On the way back I talked to this guy Sam who came up behind me on his bike. He was very nice and asked me for my number. I probably should have given him a fake number but I figure it’ll be suspended soon enough. I lied about other things anyway. I told him I was going back to school, but I he said he’d come up to Boston to have dinner with me. He seems quite a bit older than me, but friendly so who knows what will come of that. Perhaps it will be another Linoel case, but at least Sam didn’t come across as a tool.
Now just going to watch a movie to finish up the day and go to bed.
